Monday morning was extremely difficult for both Mary and Matt. The young man awoke to the sound of Mary's activities in the bathroom as she got ready for the day. Memories of what happened the night before were replayed in his mind and, as he mentally re-lived the passionate experiences he had with Mrs. Forrester, he developed a huge hard-on. To make things...
Since the last year of college, I knew nothing made me feel more alive than my fantasies of being a completely owned slave girl, loved and thoroughly used as a sensual object of desire by some woman I had yet to meet and love. She would keep me totally nude and exposed 24/7 (I would never be allowed clothing) and my duty would be to arouse her by my beauty,...
Hey guys so I'm still working on chapter 5 and rather than leave you guys high and dry until I can finish it (I'm shooting for having it finished this weekend, but no promises) I decided to do an interlude about a few of the characters, while I fight with Melodi and Kaiden about them continuing to stay silent (yes I'm one of "those" authors who lets the char...
Author's Note: This series will serve as my first ever submission to Literotica. While I have been reading stories daily on Literotica for over 6 years, I never really thought I'd be able to pull off my own story. As a writer I've written two science fiction novels and four short stories, but sex was never that big a part of them. One night, I suddenly decid...
7: The Girls Go Out The next day I left them in Cindy's hands most of the time, except when I fucked Megan and got a blowjob from Kerry. In the afternoon, though, I called them all three together. I said that we were going out that night, and they needed appropriate clothes. Cindy obviously had plenty to choose from, but I had decided that Kerry and Megan w...
My first full week as a 24/7 slave was more than I ever thought it would be. More work. More sex. More intense. More exhausting. They'd fucked me pretty hard before, but now that they totally owned me, every minute of every day, they really took every advantage. They didn't like my crummy pre-slavery apartment, so even though they'd come by when they reall...
Yverette walked across the room to her daughter Yvette's bedroom with the moonlight streaming through the open window, watching the gentle sway of the white lace curtains moving in the light night breeze. Well, Yverette didn't actually walk; ghosts dont have a corporal mass to press against the polished wood of the floor, nor even the beautiful Marian Dorn a...
While I was camping, you were undoubtedly glamping. I stumbled onto your abode while looking for a stream to fill up my canteen. The first time I laid eyes on you was as you were walking away from me. You were carrying something that I could tell by your posture was remarkably heavy. I saw the sweat glistening off your tan back and perfectly sculpted should...
This is another true story about my wife, Lauren. Last time, I told about the time she unwittingly exposed her topless self to two college jocks in the parking lot after breastfeeding. Since then, she's accidentally shown more than she'd like just a handful of times, once in a hotel pool and another is the subject of this story. This event happened just a mo...
Note: this is my second attempt at writing my erotic dystopian story. I know the first part was kind of dumb - I got distracted by the masturbation scene for a minute. Thanks for the comments. I hope this part is somewhat better. I've had it in my head for a long time but it's harder than I thought it would be to put those thoughts down in words. **********...